Rebirth of the Devouring Emperor

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"Boom boom!"

Although the speedless son is fast, he is still suppressed by Zhao Yuande under the **** realm.

The bricks in Zhao Yuande's hands were slapped again and again on Wuliangzi's body.

He didn't use his full strength, otherwise the infinite son would probably be shot directly to death.

"Roar!"

Many bones were smashed on Wuliang's body, and he roared, and his eyes showed a bit of sobriety. He knew that if he continued this way, he would definitely die.

"You make me really angry!" Wu Quanzi roared, and a tinge of light shone over him.

It turned out to be a half-step chemical immortal treasure armor covering his body, and a pair of dark claw sleeves appeared in his hand, even a half-step chemical immortal treasure.

"This guy, hides so deep!" Master Silver frowned.

Although he also has a strong hole card, he still has a disadvantage when he encounters a two-and-a-half-step forged immortal treasure and a beast soul.

"This guy is too ruthless! Two top half-step chemical immortals, how can I still fight!" The swordsman also couldn't help but change his face slightly.

The defensive power of this top half-step chemical fairy is too strong, you must have a degree of strength, it is impossible to break the half-step chemical fairy!

"I think that guy must have a back hand!" The Master Daozi shook his head and looked at Zhao Yuande a little bit hot.

"Oh! Ha ha! Did you put on the turtle shell?" Zhao Yuande's eyes showed excitement. "That's even better. I was just afraid that I accidentally killed you and I lost the fun. Now I can finally slap it. lin you!"

"Boom!"

This time, Zhao Yuande used his full strength to shoot a brick on the head of the infinite son.

A misty yellow light blocked Zhao Yuande's blow, but there was still a part of the power that reached the head of the infinite son.

Wu Liangzi suddenly felt his head buzzing, and the sky was spinning.

"Haha! Come again!" Zhao Yuande slapped a brick on his face again.

"puff!"

The infinite son opened a mouthful of blood, he was not injured, but was angry with Zhao Yuan!

When hitting people without hitting faces, Zhao Yuande not only hit him in the face, but also in front of the other three sons!

He was mocked by the other three people because of the auction house.

Now being chased again, to describe the embarrassment, he has an urge to hit here.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" Wuliangzi greeted Zhao Yuande regardless of his bricks, waving his claws and fighting with Zhao Yuande.

It has to be said that after the fusion of the infinite son and the beast soul, the speed has reached an incredible point. The beast claw is just overbearing, and Ling Li Wushuang even makes Zhao Yuande feel inescapable.

"But he was soft as soon as I was, and a smile appeared on Zhao Yuande's face!" The palm of Xuan Ming, which was obtained in Xuan Ming Palace, is a mysterious palm technique comparable to that of fist.

Wouldn't it be better to deal with the infinite son in front of me now?

Speaking of this, the Xuanming Divine Palm had really not been used many times. This performance suddenly felt a suffocating feeling, and was torn by the opponent's claws several times, and there were several deep blood marks on his body.

"Haha!" Wuliang's son saw Zhao Yuande injured, and he burst out excitedly, and two **** rays in his eyes shot out, full of brutality and bloodthirsty.

"Laught fart! You will be too late to cry!"

Zhao Yuande's undead force urged him, and the wound recovered instantly.

"Half-step chemical immortal treasure can only draw a few blood marks..."

"This... such a powerful flesh... still has an immortal body!"

"Too sick..."

The three onlookers were stunned.

"Kill! Kill!" When countless sons continually, his claws tore the void, turning into pieces of blood-red shadows sweeping the whole world.

In this piece of blood-red shadow, it seems to contain a powerful tearing meaning, as if it is some kind of heavenly comprehension!

The other three felt this powerful tearing, and suddenly retreated again and again, with shocks on their faces.

The strength of the infinite son also greatly exceeded their accidents. The combat strength of the four of them was originally comparable, but now the infinite son obviously has the momentum to surpass them.

"It's really hard!"

Zhao Yuande also felt this kind of tearing, and could not help but also retreat quickly.

But he is not in a hurry. He is faster than the other party. As long as he handles it carefully, the other party cannot hurt himself.

He restarted the evolution of Xuan Ming God Palm again and again.

At this time, there was a black stream around Liu Dong's body. The black stream followed his dancing palms as if turning into black glory.

"Wow!"

"It still doesn't work! I'm afraid this method won't hurt the other party, let alone restraint!" Zhao Yuande shook his head again and again, and there was a trace of anxiety in his heart.

When he got the Xuanming Divine Palm, he only studied it a little bit, but he just got started, but now he has to give up?

"Are you poor? Let's die!" Innumerable young man fooled in front of him, his claws were torn again, and the horrible tearing intention shattered his armor, leaving him on his chest. Three deep scars.

"No! I'm not the kind of person who gave up halfway, continue to start! Such a good sparring partner, I will not believe it!" Zhao Yuande disappeared, and the undead force repaired the wound again.

"The sea! Artistic conception!"

Zhao Yuande thought of the sword meaning he had realized a long time ago, and that kind of artistic conception was not just above the sea.

Now, if you match that kind of artistic conception, can your Xuanming Divine Palm exert some unusual power.

"Xuan Ming Divine Palm!"

Zhao Yuande shouted, and the whole world suddenly became an endless ocean, and he was standing in the middle of the ocean at this time.

The Xuanming God palm was drawn, and a black stream appeared again around him.

But this time, the dancing of the black river seemed to resonate with the vast ocean around it, and the endless sea water began to dance with it, and the whole ocean seemed to be alive at this moment.

"Hey! A small mood also wants to trap me! Break me!" Wuliangzi felt all this and sneered suddenly.

The terrible claws tore the void and instantly shattered the endless ocean.

However, at this time, Zhao Yuande still had endless seawater surging.

These seawaters form a strange shape with the trajectory of Zhao Yuande's palm, sometimes just soft and smooth like hair, sometimes like a light and dancing ribbon...

"This blending of artistic conception... doesn't seem to have any great effect!" The Sword Master frowned at everything Zhao Yuande did.

"It really doesn't have a big effect, but you feel it. He seems to have just started getting started with that kind of palm mastering..." Juedao said.

"Hey! Although it doesn't have a big effect, have you felt a pure softness in it... this is the key to being able to step on the first small step!" Bai Yinzi was a little decadent at this time.

This little uncle is really a genius, no wonder that his ancestors and elders are true disciples, and their talents can't be compared with them.

"Yes... that's true!"

"Is this kind of palm-handed magic...or his perception..."

"Probably...both!"

"kill!"

Although the infinite son is in a semi-crazy state at this time, he feels very keen.

He felt that there was something wrong with the vast ocean around Zhao Yuande, and he approached without hesitation.

"soft!"

Zhao Yuande's palm fluctuated, and the ocean and sea repeatedly turned into a thick liquid.

The viscous liquid wrapped the infinite son in the middle, and no matter how he struggled, he felt a powerful and useless feeling.

"Haha! It worked!"

Zhao Yuande laughed excitedly.

"Ah! The wild beasts dance wildly, the blue wolf splits the sky!"

Suddenly, the infinite son screamed, and a blue light burst out of his body. The horrible tearing will cut the huge sticky liquid around him.

"Boom!"

The endless seawater, which turned into a viscous liquid, exploded at once, knocking all of Zhao Yuande's impact.

The artistic conception is broken, but Zhao Yuande is not discouraged.

This artistic conception is actually an illusion created by the structure of the gods and souls, but the power of the gods and spirits is becoming stronger and stronger, and the artistic conception is also becoming more and more real.

The real artistic conception has made people unable to distinguish between true and false, and even higher artistic conception can directly create a world.

Zhao Yuande's soul was so powerful that he didn't care about this consumption at all. He saw that the mood was broken but he was eager to try.

"Haha! Come again!"

Zhao Yuande's body retreated again, and Wang Yang reappeared.

But what he did not find out for himself is that the black river transformed by the palm of his mysterious **** has been much wider than it was originally!

"Ah! Break me..."

"Haha! Come again..."

The two of you come and go, you break me and reorganize, I don't know how many times.

The infinite son was almost blown away by Zhao Yuande.

Trapped in the viscous liquid again and again and again and again, he felt the pressure of getting out of it more than once!

And Zhao Yuande was controlling the viscous liquid at this time, it was like a command.

And the black water river around him turned into a wide giant river.

The Heishui River seems to be the center of this viscous liquid and the source of all power.

As the Heishui River grew wider and wider, Zhao Yuande felt a wonderful change in his Xuan Ming Divine Palm.

The viscous liquid that he condensed seems to be just a prototype... As long as he further understands, it may be the key to that step.

Of course, his current state is still far away. Even if he goes one step further, he has to wait until he reaches the top of the supreme state.

"He's only half a step..."

"If he is in the same state as us now, I am afraid that he will soon set foot on the first small step!"

"It's worthy of being a genius of the evil spirit level..."

The onlookers had dignified eyes and watched Zhao Yuande more and more skillfully controlling the viscous liquid. They felt a jealous feeling.